Yesterday morning I resumed playing PES2012 after my rest-break, a day or two earlier than planned. I couldn’t keep away from Master League. So many stories unfinished, so much territory unexplored.
Poor old FIFA12. Today’s post was supposed to be all about the other game, but it’s just not going to happen—not today, and maybe not ever.
I love the feel of FIFA12′s general play, particularly its semi-assisted passing model, which PES surely has to copy/borrow/steal for the future. I like what I’ve seen of FIFA’s Career Mode this year.
I don’t necessarily agree with the view that FIFA still lacks ‘something’. That might be true, but perhaps all it lacks for me, really, is time. It takes a solid chunk of hours to get into a good football game and discover its depths, as so many have discovered with PES2012 this year.
So FIFA12 has gone back in its box, with real regret. I just cannot afford to dilute something—time—that is already so scarce. PES2012 is my football game. I can only play one.
Overall, it is great to be back. PES2012 feels fresh and exciting again. Superstar difficulty can wear you down after a while. I’m going to have regular breaks of a few days at the end of every season from now on. Also mid-season, for a day at least.
After winning the Double in season 15, my club ranking rose only a bit, from 18 to 11. That’s the ranking I had two seasons ago. I’m disappointed it’s not higher. I suppose the game really does count success in Europe as paramount. That’s OK. It just so happens that success in Europe is one of my primary goals for season 16.
I found myself declining the largest transfer offer I have ever had for a player. I’ve heard about bids this large, but never thought I’d see one in my oddly straitlaced ML world:
If I didn’t already have £250m in the bank, I’d have actually been tempted. Every player has his price. I’d say £101m was Agostini’s.
He wasn’t unhappy about staying. This club is going places.
I didn’t buy a single player myself in the off-season. Not one. Don’t need anyone.
I changed both my Home and Away kits for the first time in a few seasons. The new Home kit is a checkered shirt with the old City Link sponsor logo. I almost went with no sponsor at all, but a football shirt nowadays looks bare without one. I’ll post a pic of my new (mostly red) Away kit on Wednesday.
And so the action got underway. I racked up a few early wins, among them against newly promoted Burnley, at home, where the scoring got underway with a classic 30-yard free kick from John Barnes.
I love it when the keeper just gets a hand to the ball:
I won that match 4-0, one of a few good solid wins. It’s good to start well in the League.
Only Man Utd took any points off me, and that was a creditable 1-1 draw which stands me in good stead for our personal head-to-head battle as the season winds on. Or so I thought until I glanced at the table:
That’s them down in 16th. Talk about a bad start for a big team.
In Europe I was drawn in a Champions League group with Inter Milan, who were my first opponents. I was at home, flying in the league, and totally onfident.
Inter turned up with Cantona and Klinsmann up front, and Jairzinho just behind them. This is just one of the unavoidable side-effects of having Classics in an ML world.
Inter were irresistible, but it looked as if I would hold on for a 0-0—a result I’d have taken gladly, the way the match was going. Then Klinsmann did a CPU super-dribble through my entire defence in the 89th minute, and slotted home. Ouch.
A cruel defeat, but it’s only game 1, and a long way to go. The Treble, of course, is the main priority from now on.